He swept over me, an
avalanche coming down the mountain called Hurt.
Mindlessly breaking
through my defences
He knows it not
Still
He knows nothing of
where I have been
Of why I was climbing
I watch him quietly
live his life next to mine
Finding the places
where we fit
Living in those
moments
Watching stars
glitter and fade
Watching clouds grow,
break and pass on
Holding hands
In silence and in
pain
I do not know what I
do for him
I am nothing
Used and abused by
myself and others
Torn down, bruised
and beaten
A heart worth nothing
In pieces destroyed
And yet
They came to him
To speak their
truths, their exaggerations, their lies
He kept moving
Bursting through my
defences
Taking me as I am
And loving me
Or not
I still doubt him
Doubt myself
I still wait
patiently for him to leave
My truth, they always
left me
That’s the part they
haven’t told him
I cannot shout from
the rooftops what I feel
We live our love in
secret
Hiding in plain sight
But I believe in him,
in me, in us
In those little
things I know without knowing
In the declarations
we have made
In the dark
Holding on to nothing
but each other
I believe in that
It cannot be pretence
The way he breathes
my name
It cannot be a dream
And yet
When I wake he is not
here
I search for shreds
of what I remember
Memories that will
not be again
Confusion
And then he is here
An avalanche
Mindlessly coming
down the mountain
Destroying every
barrier he encounters
I failed to recognise
the mountain’s real name was Freedom.
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